Xian Dynasty Era

Chapter 509 Li Guanyu

The night is as cool as water, and a lamp is like beans.

In the wing room, there were bursts of clear and clear reading sounds, Jing Yue sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, beside her maid Xiaohuan, holding a copper basin of water, washing towels, listening to the story Jing Yan told.

Ever since Jing Yue couldn't see things, Jing Yan helped the girl read some books before going to bed to relieve the girl's depression.

Jing Yan put down the book and said, "Sister, it's getting late, if you don't want to come here today, Xiaohuan, bring some hot water and wash the young lady's feet."

Xiaohuan smiled and said "ah".

Jing Yue said: "Brother, go to bed earlier, we have to hurry tomorrow."

Jing Yan let out a "hmm", got up, and went to the next room, out of the room, stood on the corridor, just sighed.

Thinking about how lively his sister was a year ago, even though he forced a smile on his face now, he could still see the melancholy hidden between his sister's eyebrows.

Thinking of this, Jing Yan felt somewhat depressed, and when he went down the stairs, he planned to drink some wine.

When he came to the lobby, some of the diners had dispersed. Jing Yan found a table to sit down, called the waiter over, ordered some cold dishes and a bottle of wine, and began to drink by himself.

At this time, an old Taoist not far away said with a smile: "This strong man, drinking alone will hurt his health."

Jing Yan raised his head, glanced at the old Taoist, and said: "The Taoist priest invited me, I'm feeling bored for a while, let's have a few drinks."

The old Taoist smiled, took a seat beside him, and said, "If the strong man has any concerns, would you mind talking to the old Taoist?"

This old Taoist has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, with divine light in his eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

Jing Yan's face paused slightly, and he was startled. He knew that he must have met a strange person. Thinking about it this way, he didn't know if it was a psychological effect. Seeing the old Taoist attire and appearance, he became more and more immortal, and said: "Don't lie to the Taoist priest. , this matter... it's a long story."

The Taoist smiled, twirling his beard with his hands, and said in a warm voice: "The poor Taoist is all ears."

Jing Yan sighed, picked up a rough porcelain bowl, and filled a bowl of wine for the old Taoist in front of him.

He began to narrate the abnormality that happened to his younger sister, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "Master Daoist, I really don't know why my younger sister has such bad luck!"

Thoughtful in the eyes of the old Taoist, he said: "Strong man, fortune is where misfortune leans on, and misfortune is where blessing rests. It's not without reason that my sister's eyes are so anxious."

"Oh?" Jing Yan put down the wine bowl, looked up at the old Taoist, and said, "Master Taoist, do you know the reason?"

"There are five kinds of eyes in this world, the eyes of heaven, the eyes of wisdom, the eyes of magic, the eyes of flesh, and the eyes of Buddha." The old Taoist said with a smile.

Jing Yan said: "What does the Taoist priest mean?"

The old Taoist said: "There will be a long time to come, Xiaoyou Jing doesn't need to worry."

At this moment, Jing Yan was told his surname by the old man in front of him, he couldn't help but suddenly changed his expression, raised his eyes, and said, "Master Daoist, do you recognize me?"

"I don't know." The old Taoist shook his head, and under Jing Yan's suspicious gaze, he smiled silently and said, "The poor Taoist has the skill of matching people, and he has a little bit of divination."

Jing Yan's complexion kept changing, and he said, "Does the Taoist master have a method for diagnosing and treating sister-in-law's eye disease? Please enlighten me."

As he said, he solemnly left the table and bowed, clasping his fists and saying.

The old Taoist shook his head again, and said: "Your sister's illness is no small matter, and there is nothing I can do about it."

Hearing what the old Taoist said, Jing Yan couldn't help feeling disappointed, but at this moment, the old Taoist said: "Although the poor Taoist has no means, he knows what can be diagnosed and treated."

Jing Yan frowned, and said, "Master Daoist, please enlighten me."

The old Taoist said: "Guo Nie, after half a month, Marquis Nie will recruit his husband-in-law, and there is something in his warehouse that can treat your sister's eye disease."

Hearing this, Jing Yan's face was silent, his brows could not help but tightened, and he asked, "I don't know what that thing is?"

"It's Snow Ganoderma lucidum. This thing was left behind by the former Nie Lord. It was regarded as a treasure by the next Nie Hou, but it's just the dowry of Nie Hou's family." The old Taoist introduced.

Jing Yan heard the words, pondered for a moment, and said, "Why does Marquis Nie want to compete with Wu Zhaoqin?"

In his opinion, such princes, even if they are women, there is no shortage of talents and handsome people who flock to them, so there is no need to recruit relatives.

The Taoist picked up the wine bowl, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Nie Hou has the ambition to rise to the top of the clouds, and the husband-in-law he wants to find is naturally a first-class hero in the world. The six counties under the jurisdiction of the Nie Kingdom are only a small country, and young people of the right age Although there are many, none can enter the eyes of Marquis Nie."

Jing Yan said: "The Taoist priest is sure that the snow ganoderma can heal the eye disease of the younger sister?"

The Taoist said: "Snow Ganoderma lucidum contains the power of good fortune, and even has the effect of giving birth to bones and resurrecting the dead. If you look at it from a poor Taoist perspective, it shouldn't be too difficult to cure my sister's illness."

When Jing Yan heard this, he was silent for a while, his eyes were bright and dark, clearly thinking about whether he should participate in this competition for choosing a son-in-law.

After the old Taoist said this, he didn't continue to say anything, just picked up the wine bowl and sipped.

But at this moment, at an unknown time, it began to rain suddenly.

It is the first rain since the beginning of spring, and spring rain is as expensive as oil.

At this moment, under the eaves of the corridor, a young Taoist priest suddenly appeared with an ethereal temperament, holding an apricot yellow umbrella in his hand, closed the umbrella, and when he turned around, he revealed a face as clear as jade, with a beautiful appearance , eyes like Lang Xing, but the fleeting vicissitudes in the eyes make people guess that this age is definitely not as young as shown.

Stepping on a pair of black cloth shoes, the young Taoist stepped across the threshold, looked around, nodded at the old Taoist, and said with a smile: "Friends, please."

The old Daoist's pupils shrank, and the smile on his face faded slightly, and he said, "Fellow Daoist came here with an umbrella in the rain, but it's raining heavily outside?"

The young Taoist put the umbrella on the side of the stool and said with a smile, "Why not too big? It's tight and dense."

As if in response to the words of the young Taoist, there was a sound of clattering outside, and the spring rain seemed to be falling more intensively.

The old Taoist was silent for a while, with a solemn expression, raised his wine bowl, and took a sip.

The young Taoist rushed to Jing Yan, who cast a surprised look, smiled and nodded, but did not say hello, walked to a table alone, called the waiter to warm a pot of wine, and looked out of the window in a daze.

For a while, the inn lobby was quiet, only the sound of rain hitting the eaves outside.

Jing Yan said: "Master Daoist, I plan to visit Su State first. I heard that the King of Su State has set up a lecture hall to recruit warriors and supply them with immortal medicine. Maybe there are..."

As soon as this remark came out, the old Taoist frowned, and said with a smile: "Jing Xiaoyou's remark is absurd, then Marquis Su has no dignity."

The young Taoist couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then said: "Everyone in the world regards Suhou as the young hero, why don't fellow Taoists take the opportunity to relieve him?"

Jing Yan also frowned and said: "Since Marquis Su took the throne, as a weak country, he has defeated Zheng, Wei, and Jin in a row, and his reputation has almost shaken Heluo. Your dignity?"

The old way said: "The skill of the poor way to understand people, Su Hou's current situation, but the duckweed rises in the wind, it has no foundation, and it will not last long, especially Su Hou's cruelty and debauchery, he will suffer from it in the future."

The young Taoist stood aside and said: "There is cruelty, but since he succeeded to the throne, he has repeatedly set up large prisons, and all officials are in danger, but the poor Taoist thinks this is not inappropriate. There must be great desires, the words of fellow Taoists may not be exaggerated."

The old Taoist glanced sideways at the young Taoist, and with a voice transmission from his mind, he said: "Li Daoyou, if you say so, you should go to Wencheng, so why come here in the wind and rain?"

The young man in front of him is none other than Li Guanyu, the Supreme Truth of the Three Truths.

The young Taoist smiled faintly, and also transmitted his spiritual thoughts, and said, "Fellow Daoist Lu, since Marquis Su is nothing to worry about, why wait here in such a hurry?"

Lu Daoren was at a loss for words.

Indeed, it is precisely because the Su Kingdom will establish the Immortal Dynasty and its momentum will be greatly shaken. Once the Su Kingdom becomes popular, it is bound to march northward. At that time, it will be difficult to plan for the future.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, the poor Taoist came here in the rain, but he was at ease, while Fellow Daoist seemed to be calm, but he was in disarray. He even said something to criticize Yizhou Qianlong. Don't you know that it makes people feel rebellious?" Shang Zhenzhang Jiao Li Guanyu smiled faintly, and the last sentence almost broke the defense of the suzerain of Tianzong, "Eager for quick success."

Lu Daoren's eyes were stern, and he snorted coldly, clearly not in danger.

(End of this chapter)